I'll be the first to admit I don't know squat about British privacy laws. I'm told they're hard on journalists, which always strikes us Yanks as anti-freedom of the press, one of the civil rights we pretzel munching bloggers hold quite dear. Apparently, Ryan Giggs, Man U midfielder and highly decorated veteran British footballer was off-marriage sampling a little Imogen Thomas, Welsh beauty queen and hottie glamour model routinely seen on Limey TV. Well, there was this super-injunction (which I guess is even more super than a normal injunction) ordered by the British courts to prevent every damn lad on the isle of England from publishing the dude's name anywhere once the affair came to light.
Two things come to mind: first, that just seems stupid and I guess it became even more stupid when upwards of 75,000 protesting UKers un-super-injunctioned the news via Twitter, and, second, who the heck denies bumping uglies with banging hottie Imogen Thomas? I mean, c'mon, your wife already knows and she's going to take you to the cleaners. Stand up and claim your handiwork, Mr. Giggs. Just look at these Imogen Thomas pictures of the cleavetastic model leaving her home; so hawt. Forget a super-injunction preventing this news from leaking out; if I'm the lucky bastard at the center of this sextroversy, I'm buying a super-bullhorn and riding up and down the streets announcing it myself. For a tough guy midfielder, Ryan Giggs sure is a pus... well, not so tough. Enjoy.